Mo Shiqian stared at her for quite a while, his lips pressed tightly together.
"Tired?"
She nodded without hesitation, "I want to sleep."
He spoke faintly, "Then I'll carry you upstairs."
"No need, I can make it myself..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she had already been lifted into his arms.
Chi Huan looked at his profile and, in the end, said nothing, letting him carry her into the apartment building.
Unable to use his hands, she pressed the elevator button for him.
Once they stepped into the enclosed space, she rested her head on his shoulder.
Perhaps it was because she was tired.
Maybe she wanted to be close.
Perhaps it was the posture, where they couldn't see each other's expressions.
Or maybe, all these reasons were possible.
When it was time to unlock the door, it was she who entered the code.
